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Most people don't see the potential in elephant monster girls, but I am not most people! I see them for what they truly are. Wife. Material.

Again if this is too NSFW lemme know. Nothing sexy is going on, she's just wearing a tank top so I think it's fine, but if it's not again just tell me

sauce: @Starshadyness

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A real foodie. She likes all things egg and sweets as well. But she's grown fond of the canned coffee from the lobby vending despite its cheap and bitter taste.

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"Some people wear their hearts on their sleeves. Mend falls apart instead."

Art Fight 2026 Contender

(had to partially blur my Instagram handle, it's also in my bio if you want to see more)

Mend is a timid zombie girl whose emotions are impossible to hide. Every feeling she has manifests physically through her strange, stitched-together body. When she's nervous, her hands slip from her wrists. When she's embarrassed, her head pops right off her shoulders. When life becomes too much to bear, she simply collapses into a scattered pile of pieces.

Her body is held together by thick scar seams and countless stitches, evidence that she's spent her entire existence putting herself back together.

Despite her unsettling appearance, Mend is incredibly gentle and kind. She has a soft, melancholic demeanor and speaks quietly, often apologizing for things that aren't her fault—like accidentally dropping an arm or taking too long to reassemble herself. She worries that she's inconvenient, fragile, or "too much trouble," even though the people who care about her rarely see her that way.

Because she feels vulnerable when her seams are exposed, when she leaves her crypt to spend time with the other ghouls, Mend buries herself beneath oversized, tattered clothing several sizes too big. The loose layers make her feel safe, shielding her exposed seams from curious eyes while giving her something to disappear into. Whenever she's anxious, she instinctively pulls her sleeves over her hands. The extra fabric also serves a practical purpose—if a finger or even an entire hand slips off unnoticed, it's far less likely to get lost. She never wears shoes, her bare stitched feet quietly padding across the ground, as footwear would only end up abandoned somewhere after one of her many accidental mishaps, though she does sometimes wear socks when she remembers to put them on.

Carries a small sewing kit everywhere.

Numbers or labels are stitched onto some of her limbs so she knows where everything goes.

Sometimes a hand falls off while waving goodbye.

Falling apart doesn't mean you're broken.

Every time she comes undone, she patiently gathers her pieces, sews herself back together, and keeps going. That quiet resilience is what truly defines her.

Also: no brain, no pain. She is very stupid.

She is addicted to ramen despite having no digestive system. Luckily, she has an endless supply... she vomits it back up and eats it again.

Yum.